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Thirteen years ago, there was a phenomenon in the heavens and earth. For the sake of their own selfish ends, the demi-humans and demi-humans caused their family to perish. This enmity was irreconcilable, and Shentu Changsheng had no choice but to take it back.

Although he was only seven years old 13 years ago, what happened that year was still vivid in his mind. His family was destroyed, and it was as if it happened yesterday.

"My name is Shentu Changsheng, remember me!"

"The hatred of extermination of my clan, the shame of my father, the vengeance for my younger brother … I swear that if I don't die today, I will make you pay with your blood!"

"All of you, remember this. One day, I will come back. You just wait!"

Thirteen years ago, when facing the experts of both the human and demon races, the seven-year-old Shentu Changsheng was fearless. His heart was only filled with raging fury, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

His parents and clansmen had lost their lives in the sea of fire, and his younger brother could also become the victim of the desire of the two demon and human races. Perhaps he was the last bloodline of his clan and the hope of his clansmen.

Before leaving, he swept his gaze over his enemies and swore an oath.

The body tempering technique passed down by the family, and the last two layers of this cultivation technique were to expand the meridians and build the organs. When one cultivated, it was extremely dangerous.

It was this vow that had kept him alive for thirteen years.

Every time he thought about the destruction of his family, how his father had been humiliated before he died, and how his younger brother had been fought over by the experts from the two races, he almost went crazy.

Not long after their family had been annihilated, rumors spread that the demon race did not abide by the《 Human and Demon Race's Peace Contract》 and had always hunted down humans. Their crimes were unforgivable and deserved to be punished.

In fact, it's just a way for those who want to make a mistake and refuse to admit it.

Thirteen years ago, his family was destroyed and he fled back to the sect with his master. It was said that the elites of the demon and human races fought over his younger brother, but his younger brother disappeared.

Thirteen years later, the time was merciless. Some people had already passed away, some people were old, and their memories were blurry. Some people had died in accidents, and some people were still living comfortably.

In the world of demon beasts, the strong preyed on the weak. In the world of demon beasts, the strong preyed on the weak.

Regardless of whether the transvestite, whether he lived or died, whether he remembered it or not, as the victim back then, he had exterminated the family, disgraced his father, and avenged his younger brother.

The eyes of his disciple were dull and red at times. Zhong Li Wentian guessed that his disciple was lost in her memories, and he also fell into those lamentable memories.

"Kid, we meet again!"

"It seems like we're pretty close, let me help you!"

The phenomenon had yet to occur. The people of the world had always thought that the primeval forest was the playground for the demonic beasts and that no human beings could live there. It was only after the phenomenon occurred that the people's thoughts changed.

Back then, Shentu Changsheng was only seven years old. Not to mention leaving the primeval forest, even leaving the village was extremely difficult.

Judging from Zhong Li Wentian's tone, it seemed like he had already seen Shentu Changsheng.

That's right, they had indeed met before. Not long ago, Shentu Changsheng had followed his father out hunting, and on the way back, they had met.

As for helping, he had to start from when Shentu Changsheng met him.

If he had not been tempted, he would not have taken the risk to enter the primeval forest and anxiously search for the whereabouts of the treasure. He hurriedly met Shentu Changsheng and left.

There were many good and evil in the world that were difficult to describe.

He knew that he was not a good person, but he would definitely not admit that he was a bad person. When he met Shentu Zhong and Shentu Changsheng, he left without harming them.

The righteous path, the demonic path, what was righteousness and what was evil were equally difficult to differentiate.

In everyone's eyes, the cultivators of the Demon God's Sect who forcibly took and plundered the fruits of others were considered the Devil Dao. He was the Sect Master of the Demon God's Sect and was not allowed to tread the righteous path.

It was precisely this person, whom the righteous path did not allow, who did not harm this pair of father and son, and the person who had always prided himself as the righteous path, who at the crucial moment, harmed Shentu Changsheng's father.

When the two humans and demons gathered in Shentu Village, Shentu Zhong and Shentu Changsheng were also brought to the scene.

At this time, Shentu Zhong's face was pale, and there was still some blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. Like a dead person, he was supported by two people, and Shentu Zhong was also being controlled by someone.

Suddenly, a fire broke out in Shentu Village, and almost all of the Shentu Clan members were buried in the sea of fire. Only Shentu Zhong and Shentu Changsheng, as well as the child who caused this phenomenon were temporarily unharmed.

In order to cut the grass at its roots, Shentu Zhong and Shentu Changsheng had to die, and for the children who had caused this phenomenon, death was only a matter of time.

The child who caused this phenomenon was none other than Shentu Changsheng's younger brother, Shentu Shun.

Under the persuasion of the kind, Shentu Zhong and Shentu Changsheng, father and son, were allowed to reunite with their clansmen.

"Kid, are you willing to leave with me?"

"Only by living can there be hope! Only by living can you avenge your people!"

Taking advantage of the reunion of Shentu Zhong and Shentu Changsheng with his clansmen, he made a crazy decision and secretly sent a sound transmission to Shentu Changsheng.

That's right, he had decided to save Shentu Changsheng. As long as he lived, he would forever be a thorn in the heart of a righteous cultivator, a sword in his head.

Facing the clansmen and parents in the sea of fire, Shentu Changsheng kowtowed nine times, and one by one bid his farewells. Facing the enemies of the two races, Shentu Changsheng swore an oath.

Seeing that Shentu Changsheng had bid his farewell to his clansmen and made a vow, he snatched the opportunity to make his move before anyone else could react and fled the scene with Shentu Changsheng.

Along the way, he was chased and killed by both the human and demon races. After going through many dangers, he finally brought Shentu Changsheng back to the Demon God's Sect.

Originally, the purpose of heading to Yang Lin was to capture Shentu Shun, who had caused such a phenomenon. In the end, things went against his wishes and he was able to bring Shentu Shentu back.

He still had a daughter that had not been taken as a disciple until now. He saved Shentu Changsheng and accepted him as his last disciple, teaching him everything he learned in his entire life.

Right now, thirteen years had passed. His only disciple was about to go down the mountain to train his cultivation. He truly couldn't bear to part with it. For the sake of his disciple's growth, he had no choice but to let it go.

"Changsheng, I believe you should be aware of the situation our sect is in. If you don't have no other choice, you must not use the devil race's techniques!"

Three hundred years ago, the Demon God's Sect annihilated the Yin-Yang Sect, which even the righteous cultivators hated to the bones. Thirteen years ago, Zhong Li Wentian saved Shentu Changsheng, and even offended the demons.

Now, regardless of whether they were from the Demon God's Sect or not, once they used demonic path techniques, they would definitely be chased down by the demons and righteous path cultivators. They wouldn't stop until they were dead.

"Master, don't worry. All these years, I have not lived for nothing!"

"Body refining technique, I've already mastered it. The water attribute cultivation method that you gave me has also not fallen behind. Relying on body refining technique and water attribute martial arts is enough for me to protect myself!"

In these thirteen years, Zhongli Wentian had been very good to his disciple. Not only had he passed down his cultivation technique to the devils, he had also passed down a water attribute cultivation technique. He hadn't held back at all.

Shentu Changsheng also did not disappoint him. Not only had he cultivated the body tempering technique passed down from his family to large success, he had also mastered the demon cultivation technique. The water attribute cultivation technique was his weakness, and he had not dropped it.

"Mm, that's good!"

When the body transformation technique reached large success, it meant that the body's strength could compete with demon beasts of the Greater Demon level. In addition to the assistance of water attribute cultivation methods, Shentu Changsheng was even stronger than demon beasts of the Greater Demon level.

Zhongli Wentian was very satisfied with his disciple's achievements and did not disappoint his meticulous teaching. He felt more at ease since his disciple had a body tempering technique and a water attribute cultivation technique to protect herself.

"Master, after your disciple descends the mountain, would you like to go to the Hollow Jade Sect's territory to train? Or would you rather go to the Mysterious Spirit Sect's territory to train?"

Although Shentu Changsheng had been rescued by the Demon God's Sect and had never gone down Mount Shu, he was extremely familiar with the various sects and regions under the heavens.

He paid no attention to the matters at the foot of the mountain and was busy with his cultivation. He lacked experience in the martial arts world and was not familiar with the local customs and practices in the various regions of the world.

The Five Immortal Sects of the Divine Lands, the First Demon Sect, and the Demon God's Sect were close to the Profound Spirit Sect and the Hollow Jade Sect. They were quite far away from the other three sects.

"Longevity, the scouts from the sect have sent word back that a Demon King has appeared in the city of Song, which is under the jurisdiction of the Hollow Jade Sect. You can go take a look, maybe you will gain something unexpected."

It was easier said than done to establish themselves in the cultivation world, since the Demonic God Sect was the archenemy of the entire world.

In order to establish themselves in the world of cultivation and not be destroyed by the righteous path, the Demon God's Sect planted many spies within the righteous Dao Sect, constantly observing the movements of the righteous Dao Sect.

Even if the spies couldn't enter the inner parts of the orthodox sects, they would still hide in the core cities under their jurisdiction.

After Fu Yun and Chi Dan entered the city, the scouts arranged for them by the Demon God's Sect in the Song City immediately reported the news back to the sect.

All these years, he had been relying on the blood essence of demon beasts to cultivate. If he could obtain the blood essence of the Demon King, his cultivation would definitely rise to a whole new level.

"Master, I understand!"

Actually, Zhongli Wentian had two other reasons for sending his disciple to the Female City of Song.

One of their goals was to find out the whereabouts of a person, a person who had disappeared for thirteen years just like Shentu Changsheng.

Even if his master hadn't mentioned it, Shentu Changsheng would still have inquired about this person, because this person was none other than his only family in this world, his younger brother — Shentu Shun.

As for the last reason, it was purely because of Zhongli Wentian's selfishness.

"Changsheng, what do you think about my girl?"

All these years, in order to avenge his clan and parents, train with all his might and ignore all matters of the outside world, Shentu Changsheng had known that his master had a daughter, but he had not met her often.

In his imagination, his Master's daughter was a little mischievous, and he had no other impression of her. When his Master suddenly asked him for his opinion, he felt a little awkward and didn't know what to do.

"Little princess, you're really cute!"

At the age of twenty, his disciple would be able to get married, but he only wanted to cultivate and take revenge. He did not know a thing about girls and girls, and although Zhongli Wentian wanted to bring his daughter together with his disciple, he could only plan things out.

"All these years, you've been busy with your cultivation. That girl came back a few times and missed you a lot. When you came to Song Nu city, you went to see her!"

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